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That’s the part none of the therapists warned us about—grief is hell on your bank account.
All semester I’ve held out hope that the universe would put someone new in my path. A classmate, a friend, a…something more. Someone who hasn’t found their way yet either. Someone who’s as afraid of the city and the prospect of failing as I am. Someone to conquer that fear with. And the universe gave me Julian.
I told myself I had to because that’s who we are, who our families expect us to be. But who are we when no one’s watching?
There’s nothing worth saying that’ll make either of us feel any better, not plans for revenge or insults or schemes. So we say nothing and split the pain. The way we always have.
Lake Andreas is our bubble. A shabby but sweet utopia where we’ve convinced everyone that we’re two lovestruck, star-crossed saps who can’t get enough of each other.
